Текст песни I'm Old Fashioned - Ella Fitzgerald

I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads

Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type that they classify as quaint

I'm old-fashioned
I love the moonlight
I love the old-fashioned things

The sound of rain
Upon a window pane
The starry song that April sings

This year's fancies
Are passing fancies
But sighing sighs holding hands
These my heart understands

I know I'm old-fashioned
But I don't mind it
That's how I want to be
As long as you agree
To stay old-fashioned with me

I'm old-fashioned
But I don't mind it
That's how I want to be
As long as you agree
To stay old-fashioned with me

Oh, won't you stay old-fashioned with me
Oh, please stay old-fashioned with me